The sweetest one betrayed me
The one I’d never expect
The one I loved with all my heart
I now lost all respect
My hopes have been shattered
Dashed against the rocks of despair
The pieces of my heart are scattered
My heart is beyond repair
Betrayal with this deepest cut
Leaves you bleeding slow
It sets your mind on fire
You wish you could just let go
But letting go isn’t easy
Its a trial from within
No matter how hard you try
You will never forget this sin

xaries posted at 12:11 PM

My dreams are shattered
My strength is spent
My walls have caved in
In darkness I repent
For having hope
And clinging to faith
And believing in love
But now it’s too late
My heart is dead
My tears have dried
My sorrow has drained me
I’m empty inside
My soul is crushed
By cruel fate
What once was love
Now is hate
The empty void
That grows within
Is all that’s left
Where my heart has been
This is why I ache inside
Because promises made turned to lies
This is not how a heart breaks
This is how a heart dies

xaries posted at 11:55 AM

The only people that can hurt you are the people you love. That cut you receive is the deepest, most painful of them all which can only be given to you by one you trust, one you believe in, one you love. Love...the word seems so painful right now, poison on my lips, choking me with emotions no one should ever have to face. Right now it feels like my insides are tearing up inside me and every breath I take is a painful one. It feels like an ever growing void has decided to form in my chest... just where my heart used to be. I clung to hope for so long, when actually there was none to cling to. The imaginary threads which barely kept my spirits up was a delusion I held on too. And yet with all this going on inside me, all this turmoil, all this pain, my countenance does not convey what I feel. I wear a mask and I wear it so well, that should I look into a mirror I would fool myself into thinking that all is well. But all is not, if I could scream and let out all I feel, the walls would echo with the pain in my cry. Death would be so much kinder than this, its coldness more comforting than the burning agony killing me inside. Why I ask myself, why has my existence have to be plagued with this bitter sorrow, this sorrow which reaches right down to my very soul. If a spirit could be crushed then I'm sure this is what it would feel like. A heart doesn't break like this, it dies like this.

xaries posted at 3:22 AM

I have to bury sorrow and sadness
Deep within me
But will this dam finally burst
And wash away my fragility
With the tears of my desolation
Should I dread to have hope
For it would be the only sustenance
That would allow me to breathe
Without choking on the overwhelming tide of my sorrow
But when all hope is lost what else is left?
Will I be damned to suffer
With this bane of my existence
Will my creed be one of solitude and remorse
For allowing myself to jump into that void of emotion
That leap of faith, where there's no turning back
And I am still falling, falling into this melancholy
Falling into this darkness of oblivion
Where I shall remain till my time passes

xaries posted at 11:10 PM

"True love cannot be found where it does not truly exist, nor can it be hidden where it truly does".

Francois de La Rochefoucauld

xaries posted at 12:11 AM